” He liked to hear me beg as I could tell when he smirked at my expression. “Ready?” he asked as he scooted me in closer to him. “Do you know ...ow long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that?” As the words my mouth, he plunged his dick into my pussy, taking my virginity right along with it. He filled me so completely as he pulled out only to ram it back in. His thrusts started out slow to take away my slight pain. He picked up his pace as I started to form around him. I lay back on the table. They think it is a decision, but it’s not.”“I’m aware of that. It is no more a decision than ‘deciding’ to be hetero- or homosexual. I read a lot, Mel.”“Please, Andy, don’t call me ‘Mel’. It makes me feel funny.”“Okay. Sorry. I knew another Melanie once and she liked the nickname.” She nodded.“To answer your question, I guess it was always there, but I didn’t realize why my parents kept buying me boy’s toys when I preferred dolls. I was in sixth grade when I finally discovered the wonderful. Wo muj se boli: aaj tak kiitne choot mari hai, maine kaha bahut sari mari hai, per 40 saal ki ek dum taaza fudi aaj phele baar chaati hai. Uski choot per bahut saare baal the, jisme kuch kuch safid bhi ho chuke the. Maine kaha aunty tumere choot ke baal to safid bhi ho gaye hai. Wo boli: beta mere choot aab bhi kisi 18 saal ki ladki ki choot se kaam nahi.Aab main tak kar necche bat gaya. Wo boli: beta , aaj tak mere choot me kyo lund nahi gaya hai, tum ne to do baar pani nickal diya hai, aap. So, Toni was 'getting close' herself. I withdrew my cock from her and she turned back around, sitting on the sofa.Then she took that lovely tool of hers in her hands and began to quickly work it up and down. You'd say 'jerk it', in America. We'd say the less pleasant 'wank it', here in Britain. Whatever, she was indeed getting close.I had imagined that she'd just shoot, as I watched; however, I felt myself kneeling down, and moving my head close to her cock as she worked it.Toni didn't need to.